Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Roadside Berries and the Likes...

So I've been back in the borders over the last day or so while my new flat is being furnished, which gave me a little time to think of an idea for this post. Well this morning I woke up a little earlier than usual so that I could walk my friend to college. On the way we were talking about healthy eating (as that happens to be one of her classes) and discussing what we had had for breakfast. For me it was nothing.

Naturally, being the caring friend she is, made me promise I'd eat something after I had finished walking her to college. So on the way back I decided to take a different route. You see the college is next to the gym I had started going to a few weeks before I moved away. And during those few weeks, while on my way to the gym, I had noticed the many wild raspberry and bramble bushes that lined the side of the road. On those weeks the bushes were still blooming and a few had began to grow the small green buds that meant their fruit was not far off.

Is it strange that I always notice and even memorise where these sort of plants are? Maybe it comes from when we were hunter gatherers and everyone does but they just don't realise. Or I could just be a cave man. Anyway, when I passed the bushes today, my assumptions were correct. They had indeed started to bear fruit. I knew it wouldnt be much, a lot of the buds had withered because of the weather and location. But I still managed to get a good few handfuls of juicy fruit for free, maybe the same amount as a packet from the supermarket. Again I see this contributing to my ideals of self sufficiency. Granted that yes, one could not survive on a handful of berries but you get the idea. Every free meal helps right? It certainly left me feeling less hungry than before hand.

Anyway, just a short post for today. But let me know if you do this sort of thing as well. Also, my posts over the next couple of weeks may take longer while get the Internet sorted at the new flat. So until next time.

1 comment:

  1. Caveman Calum? No, lol. I used to go berry picking with my dad. He was always noticing these things too and like my mum, he was a great one for the garden. We had all sorts of bushes when he was alive, blackcurrents, raspberries, strawberries, gooseberries, brambles. I thin you'd have liked his wine. He also made jam - big buckets full of it which of course took tons of sugar and a great deal of storage space. Something else to think about for the future, maybe? My parents kept it for themselves or their friends, but I could see you running a business.